[It truly is. He can't quite help an answering quirk of the lips.]

Just so. [He frowns up at the sky for a moment.] Come, lets get to the game trail before we lose the light. [He sets out, bullishly pushing his way through the deeper drifts. It's actually nearly half an hour of walking, picking their way arduously up the mountain before Aral tries again. Uncertain, it. Still seemed unreal.]

I understand your point with my own life. But can I ask of yours.